[Melchior] Where I go, when I go there No more memory anymore Only men on distant ships The women with them Swimming with them, to shore [Moritz] Where I go, when I go there No more whispering anymore Only hymns upon your lips A mystic wisdom Rising with them, to shore [Ernst] Touch me, just like that And that, o, yeah Now, that's heaven Now, that I like God, that's so nice Now lower down, where the figs lie [Moritz] Still, you must admit With the two anatomies It truly is daunting I mean, how do I know if I [Melchior] Measure up? [Moritz] Not that I'm saying I wouldn't I wouldn't want to not Wouldn't ever not want to [Melchior] Moritz! [Moritz] I have to go! [Melchior] Moritz! Wait! [Otto] Where I go, when I go there No more shadows anymore Only men with golden fins The rhythm in them Rocking with them, to shore [Georg] Where I go, when I go there No more weeping anymore Only in and out your lips The broken wishes Washing with them, to shore [All] Touch me, all silent Tell me, please, all is forgiven Consume my wine Consume my mind I'll tell you how How the winds sigh Touch me, just try it Now, there, that's it God, that's heaven I'll love your light I'll love you right We'll wander down where the sins cry Touch me, just like that Now lower down, where the sins lie Love me, just for a bit We'll wander down, where the winds sigh Where the winds sigh Where the winds sigh